We're supposed to be honest. We're also supposed to be nice. Here lies a real dilemma. Many times honesty is not nice. So we find ourselves stuck in a bizarre limbo between what we say and what we actually want to say. For example... Parenting advice: Parenting advice is frequently unsolicited. Unwanted and unneeded advice … Continue reading When you are only honest in your head: Mental replies versus reality.
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The Social Isolation of Motherhood: The transition from social butterfly to diapers.
I have experienced times in my parenting life that I have been asked to let "all my friends know" about whatever event or another. At these points I typically just stare off into a distance and look dumbfounded. Most notably my Tired Not Dead partner recently asked me to invite "my people" to a Tired … Continue reading The Social Isolation of Motherhood: The transition from social butterfly to diapers.
When in doubt, send snacks: Advocating for the return of the proverbial fruit basket.
Words easily fail to adequately describe emotions. Displaying sympathy, empathy, and a general desire to show support can be difficult. Phone calls are awkward, texts are juvenile, emails are open to the interpretation of the reader (let's be honest, when we are at our worst so are our interpretation skills). Cards can be sweet and … Continue reading When in doubt, send snacks: Advocating for the return of the proverbial fruit basket.
Post-Party Hangover: When no more craps are given.
Parties are great. Whatever the occasion, you are celebrating something with the people you care about. Even if that celebration is simply that you are able to spend time together. The amount of preparation, planning, and anxiety associated with the event pays off in love, laughter, and memories. Almost every party has that moment when … Continue reading Post-Party Hangover: When no more craps are given.
I don’t have people… I have kids: A confession of social isolation.
I have experienced times in my parenting life that I have been asked to let "all my friends know" about whatever event or another. At these points I typically just stare off into a distance and look dumbfounded. Most notably my Tired Not Dead partner recently asked me to invite "my people" to a Tired … Continue reading I don’t have people… I have kids: A confession of social isolation.
